Monthly Archives: July 2014

Debbie Reynolds and her son are arguing.“How could you do this to me?” He leans dangerously over his buttered bagel. “I would never do this to you!”Debbie is staring over his left shoulder at the coffee shop menu posted on … Continue reading →

You read it here first, and it’s pithy enough to be remembered. Writing, by being interpretive, can’t be anything but an invention, not matter how well-researched or objective. I came by this realization recently at a used book store in … Continue reading →

A couple of weeks back I was with a friend and we commented that we seldom, if ever, got the second look anymore. The second look, should it need to be defined, is exactly that: the look given after the … Continue reading →

It’s a pretty well established truism that, given the opportunity, everybody would want to be French. France, gramme for gramme and mètre for mètre, is just about the coolest place on earth. Restaurants to die for, art no one else … Continue reading →